The stadium was deathly silent as everyone watched the young man step forward, a sword in his hand and lightning illuminating him. Every droplet of rain that fell onto him instantly vaporized into steam. His white hair fluttered in the wind, while his sword was wreathed in flame and lightning.

No one had expected that he, who was destined for tragedy today, would have such a moving aura!

Everyone was aware that his name was Li Tianming, and everyone was aware of just how many miracles he had created since returning to Ignispolis. And everyone was aware that, today, he stood on the battlefield to challenge that lofty figure in his destiny!

However, the unbridgeable gulf in power made people feel nothing but pity for him.

“If Li Tianming doesn’t die here today, his future is limitless.”

“It’s either him or Lin Xiaoting today! However, Lin Xiaoting has received Heaven’s Elysium’s favor. How could he fall today?”

After a day...